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I said nothing. It wasn't for fear of angering Mr. Kumar. I was more afraid that in a few words thrown out he might destroy something that I loved.
Art is the suitcase of history, carrying the essentials. Art is the life buoy of history. Art is seed, art is memory, art is vaccine.
I think art comes from some sense of discomfort with the world, some sense of not quite fitting with it.
He was a man whose profession it was to love, and he would offer comfort and guidance to the best of his ability. I
In art, something comes of nothing. Out of the thin air and the ether, you create a story. And that is intensely satisfying.
Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness
how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I've got!
how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I've got!
When your own life is threatened, your sense of empathy is blunted by a terrible, selfish hunger for survival.
We are all born like Catholics, aren't we - in limbo, without religion, until some figure introduces us to God?
There people fail to realise that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. - Pi Patel in Life of Pi
To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.
We must do the same with death in our lives: resolve it, give it meaning, put it into context, however hard that might be.
Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.
I don't know then. I wrote my book on the Holocaust without worrying about where the fucking bar code would go.
Fanatics do not have faith - they have belief. With faith you let go. You trust. Whereas with belief you cling.
To her, writing is making stock and reading is sipping broth, but only the spoken word is the full roasted chicken.
I love Canada ... It is a great country much too cold for good sense, inhabited by compassionate, intelligent people with bad hairdos.
Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love - but sometimes it was so hard to love.
Just do it. Get it down on the page. Work hard. And then let go. Ask yourself why you want to write. You have to be clear about that.
At last I managed to haul it aboard. It was over three feet long. The bucket was useless. It would fit the dorado like a hat.
It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.
You can't quantify human pain the way you can measure out sugar. Death comes one individual at a time.
Truth is a nebulous thing. There are certain, definite truths, but the truth of our lives goes far beyond facts.
Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they're all we have.
The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.
A plain is what a mountain aims to be: the closest you can come to being in outer space while yet having your feet on this planet.
Loneliness comes up to him like a sniffing dog. It circles him insistently. He waves it away, but it refuses to leave him alone.
Once you've been struck by violence, you acquire companions that never leave you entirely: Suspicion, Fear, Anxiety, Despair, Joylessness.
The language of prose is very different than the language of cinema, so the movie has to successfully translate what was in the book.
He often repeated something Father Abrahan said to him once, how faith is ever young, how faith, unlike the rest of us, does not age.
Ageing is not easy, Senhora Castro. It's a terrible, incurable pathology. And great love is another pathology.
I'm more preoccupied with furnishing my head than the place where I live. The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones.
A movie will do in one second, with one image, what it will take a novelist at least a page to describe.